By Cathryn Fox
It’s only one little guess. Winner takes...all.
Tired of aspiring actors utilizing her to get on the subject of her motion picture manufacturer father, Candace Steele has sworn off relationships. not less than till she’s accomplished her dream of restoring an previous hotel at the outskirts of Mason Creek. the recent chippie who’s been employed to assist her create bed room furnishings designed for...endurance...is throwing a kink into her plans. staring at his athletic physique pound wooden is doing issues to her hormones that experience her rethinking her vow.
When he agreed to take the task, Marc Collins meant to maintain the horny spitfire at arm’s size. yet Candace is giving him a run for his funds in additional methods than one. It’s tricky to maintain simply his eyes on—and fingers off—his boss’s daughter while she’s hell-bent on seducing him. And whilst she pulls a quick one and wins an impromptu guess, what’s a red-blooded man to do other than allow her acquire her winnings...all of them.
The warmth they generate melts the clean paint off the partitions. but if seeds of doubt make Candace wear her trainers to escape, Marc must speak fast—and run faster—to seize her heart.
Warning:: This red-hot tale comprises picture intercourse, frank language, and using orgasm-enhancing props and to best all of it off, it’s all stuck on film—just should you overlooked whatever the 1st time!
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Bloody hell. Chapter Four With her legs rubbery and a permanent smile etched on her flushed face, Candace made her way back to the inn, Marc at her side. A comfortable silence fell over them as birds chirped and nestled in the huge apple trees beside the house. Juicy red apples weighed down the branches and glistened beneath the sun. Candace did a double take. She had a designer’s eye that took in everything, but she certainly couldn’t remember ever seeing those ripe trees before. When she reached the front lawn she turned to Marc, and the heated look in his eyes had her aching to go back to the lake, to touch and kiss him all over, the way he’d touched and kissed her.
Her eyes snapped up, as if she too had been lost in thought. ” She climbed from the water and he followed behind her. She grabbed her iPod, murmured something under her breath about it being ruined, and walked to the running track. When she reached the trail, she turned to him, soaking wet. A cool fall breeze blew over them and she gave a slight shiver. As he took in the bedraggled sight of her, his protective instincts kicked into high gear. Sure he was a security specialist, a bodyguard for a living, but whatever had suddenly come over him went deeper than that.
But not Marc. He really paid attention to every detail, even asking intelligent questions, making her wonder if he had a background in design. She enjoyed talking to him, and it occurred to her that they had a lot in common, a lot of similar interests. Candace appreciated the way his dark passionate eyes widened with intrigue and fascination as she described her concepts, and the way that nice mouth of his turned up at the corners when he smiled or probed for more information. He was strong and protective and so damn adorable, it had her feeling all weird inside.